Close enough to three. [ if he doesn't count getting back to base as a step. maybe in another life they could have had a sexy a-wing james bond adventure. a controlled spiral is still a spiral, poe... but at least it has the word control in it, so sure, this planning process is cool.
anyway, everyone is keeping at least one thing from him. he doesn't make the rules. even he is being kept from himself, apparently, through a lot of awful bullshit, because the first order is made up entirely of dillweeds who can't let people live. finn wisely chooses not to acknowledge this blatant untruth since poe might not be aware how untrue it is. poor fool.
he used to say that kind of stuff about slip. "you're one of us." "we're in this together."
nines and zeroes are as clear as ever in his mind, and it's really only the fact that he can recall them so clearly that makes him realize how much of slip he doesn't have anymore. he doesn't know why he had to lose that, but the half-there-ness of it makes him sadder than any tangled-up mess of things he doesn't know at all. ]
And what happens if we make it all the way back to your base? [ he's not playing games on this one, that shit ain't his base right now by any means. boy this is the true one fear, like, just going to hang at the resistance base, apparently, where all of the rebels are. god. terrible. maybe that's where they'll get shot at, not these scenic slums. ]
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anyway, everyone is keeping at least one thing from him. he doesn't make the rules. even he is being kept from himself, apparently, through a lot of awful bullshit, because the first order is made up entirely of dillweeds who can't let people live. finn wisely chooses not to acknowledge this blatant untruth since poe might not be aware how untrue it is. poor fool.
he used to say that kind of stuff about slip. "you're one of us." "we're in this together."
nines and zeroes are as clear as ever in his mind, and it's really only the fact that he can recall them so clearly that makes him realize how much of slip he doesn't have anymore. he doesn't know why he had to lose that, but the half-there-ness of it makes him sadder than any tangled-up mess of things he doesn't know at all. ]
And what happens if we make it all the way back to your base? [ he's not playing games on this one, that shit ain't his base right now by any means. boy this is the true one fear, like, just going to hang at the resistance base, apparently, where all of the rebels are. god. terrible. maybe that's where they'll get shot at, not these scenic slums. ]